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Mere mortals

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English Poetry

                        An urge to know,

                        what is unknown;

                        An urge to chase,

                        capture and invade,

                        makes science advance.

 

                        An urge to imagine

                    and evolve a method or a device

                        to ease our labour,

               save time and to pursue pleasure,

               enables a scientist invent many instruments.

                       

               Remember, great men like scientists,

               who spend their whole life time for great pursuits,

               may not be able to enjoy the benefits,

               of their own inventions or findings,

               but, that doesn’t deter them from their attempts.

 

               Then; why ordinary men, mere mortals,

                             tend to hesitate,

               or desist from doing good deeds,

               in whatever ability, purposive,

               or do with a desire for rewards and applause?

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8 Comments

  1. Ray says:

    Nice one Medhini, liked very much.

  2. Gion Gion says:

    Medhini,
    food for thought.

  3. rajdeep says:

    lovely

  4. Parespeare says:

    nice message in the poem

  5. Vishvnand says:

    Nice philosophical take and musing,
    Liked very much.
    Necessity they say is mother of invention,
    And then inventions get used for necessities and atrocities,

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